Judy hummed a lullaby to her twins, watching them sleep. As she covered them with blankets, she moved to the makeshift crib where the third baby drowsily whined. "There, there Nym. It's okay, you'll get used to being here. I promise we'll be good to you, just like you're our own." She rubbed the soft fluff of the lamb as Nym silenced and drifted to sleep.

Standing at the doorway, Nick drunk down a brown bottle. "Shouldn't make promises. She'll be gone soon enough." Nick slid down the door-frame, sighing to himself. "The sooner she's gone, the sooner our life gets back to normal."

Judy sat next to him, moving the empty bottle from his hand, and replacing it with hers. "Don't say that. She's going to have it hard, shouldn't we make it easier? She is half-fox half-sheep, just like our girls are half-bunny half-fox. Like it or not, she is a Wilde. All of us are Wildes." She kissed his cheek. "She never has to know otherwise."

"Yeah, go figure. Your mom? Yeah she was this crazy woman, she raped me and that's how you got here." Nick stared angrily at the crib holding Nym. "That'll go over really nice." He flinched when he felt Judy knee his side. "What? You know I'm right." He looked away when Judy began to stand.

"Know what would go over worse than that? Being abandoned by your mother and your father for something that wasn't you fault. It disgusts me knowing how she got here. I want with every fiber of my being to go back and never have had it happen. But it did." Judy sat on Nick's lap, and leaned into his chest. "There was a time where it disgusted me how June and May where conceived. But they are here now. No matter what Bellwether did, these three are innocent." Judy yawned and sunk into Nick's chest fur, falling asleep.

Nick listlessly kissed Judy, carrying her back to their room. "I guess we'll see." Putting her to bed, he stepped back to the doorway of the nursery. "She's a better animal than me." Covering his eyes, he fought the urge to vomit. "Innocent she says." He crossed the room, pausing to look at May and June. "What's so innocent about any of this? Does she really expect me to just let it all go?" Leaning close to them, he gently left a kiss on each of their foreheads. "f I could go back and make this right, would I lose the two of you? Maybe if I had fought harder?" His voice cracked as that dark room entered his mind, the sights, sounds, and cruel sensations still vivid. Staggering, he stumbled to Nym's crib and stared down at the sleeping lamb. "You'll always be a reminder of how weak I was. What that manipulative thing did to us. Just a mistake, a big mistake." He extended his nail and pointed at her furred throat.

The murmur of the lamb surprised him as she turned over on her side, widening her mouth to yawn in her sleep, then smiling softly. Nick drew back holding his hand and panting. "What was I about to do?" He backed away and lowered himself to the floor, sliding away from the cribs and sitting against the wall. "Judy would never forgive me. I'd be no better than her. Taking it out on a baby. On my own..." He slapped himself. "What am I going to do now?" He stood and stumbled his way toward the bedroom. "How am I going to make any of this right again?" Falling into bed beside Judy, he turned away from her, falling asleep to the sound of his own heartbeat as it thumped in his head.